H: There was a war between all the good guys and all the bad guys in the world.
Me: When was this?
H: 1982.
Me: That's the year I was born. How did it start?
H: A big bad buffalo stomped on a good guy's house… you probably would've seen the buffalo as you were being born.
"The only reason I let you cut my nails is because I saw something and kept looking at it, like I was addicted to looking at it. It was kind of like I was in a trance."
[In the chicken run] "Don't leave me here, or I'll have to have chicken for dinner!"
